Cultivating Immortals from the Heavens: Starting from a Mortal

Chapter 57
"Teacher!" Such a big commotion has already alarmed the high-level officials of Xiling, the three came at the same time.

"Who are you?" The teacher's face was full of gold, and he was dressed in a majestic red dress, which was unquestionable.

"Yan Qingyun!" Yan Qingyun said his name slowly, and a complicated look appeared in his eyes. The world is not as complicated as he thought, and Haotian is not as powerful as he thought.

His spiritual power is very strong, but he doesn't know the laws of this world, so he can't measure his own realm, but at this moment, after he realized the real Wei Guangming's perception, the rules of Haotian in front of him became very clear, and he had an epiphany.

The epiphany at that moment was the beginning of endless light. At this moment, Yan Qingyun, like Wei Guangming just now, began to show a unique light power, sacred and clear.

A terrifying golden beam of light pointed directly at the sky, and the situation changed in an instant, and the vast surging divine power above the sky was surging and churning.

Yan Qingyun seems to have climbed up from an ordinary person, the initial state, perception, no confusion, profound knowledge, and fate.The huge power of thoughts rising slowly, climbed from an ordinary person with no cultivation to the realm of knowing fate.

"Apocalyptic Divine Art!" The great priest of Tianyu exclaimed in surprise, this is the most incredible power.The so-called apocalyptic magic is the most complicated and difficult to practice among the Taoist magic, because once it is practiced, it means that it can go straight to Haotian and become the spokesperson of Haotian. He is as strong as the sky.

And at this moment, Yan Qingyun was clearly in this realm.

"Haotian is immortal, and the light will last forever!" Countless believers shouted enthusiastically, this is the pursuit philosophy of Haotiandao.

For Yan Qingyun, there is no secret in this apocalyptic magic. To put it bluntly, it is the mystery of the unity of man and nature. Whether it is his sky eye or his inner void, as long as he has the complete rules of Haotian, he can create With a perfect Haotian formation, it is not difficult to simply sense Haotian.

After the radiance dissipated, no one can question his successor of the light anymore.

Above the magnificent Xiling Temple, the head teacher sat on the throne, the High Priest of Judgment was on the left, and the High Priest of Heavenly Mandate was on the right.

"Although Wei Guangming chose you, he still needs to go through a lot of tests if he wants to take the position of the great priest of Guangming!" The headmaster said in a low voice, "You need to familiarize yourself with the Xiling Canon to understand the true meaning of Guangming."

"The Palace of Light can directly perceive Haotian!" Yan Qingyun calmly said: "I have already mastered the Xiling Canon by heart, and I want to read the heavenly book."

The three of them looked at each other, and the great priest of Tianyu said slowly: "The Book of Heaven is the biggest secret of the Taoist sect, and it has been kept in the Taoist Zhishou Temple. You are the successor of the light, so you can go to the Zhishou Temple to read the book of heaven, as long as you can Find the location of the unknowable place, and we will naturally not block it."

Yan Qingyun nodded slightly, turned around and left the temple.The Great Priest of Light is on an equal footing with the other two priests and the head teacher, but before he officially takes that position, they will definitely try their best to get rid of the Hall of Light.

The mountain behind the Daomen is within the scope of the Peach Blossom Formation, and beyond that is the Unknowable Land, which is protected by the Zhishou Guan Formation.

"Knowing the whiteness and keeping the blackness is the way of the world, black and white are infinite, really amazing!" Yan Qingyun walked slowly into the peach blossom formation, without touching any of the concealment formations, but easily crossed the restriction.

Going forward is the Zhishou Temple formation that protects the Zhishou Temple. This formation perfectly covers the Taoist Temple. Although it is very powerful, it is still far from the super guardian array that covers thousands of miles in Huangfeng Valley.

At this moment, a flying sword pierced through the air.

"Cang!" The long sword was in front of him, and Yan Qingyun held it firmly with two fingers together, and put it in his hand. "What a delicate dao sword! What a cute fish!"

"Huh!" The arrogant hum sounded, and the sky in the distance trembled slightly. A terrifying sword light carrying the divine power of splitting mountains and mountains descended from the sky, and the whole sky seemed to tremble because of it.

The corner of Yan Qingyun's mouth raised slightly, he pointed in the air, and a burst of sword energy rushed away. The sword light in front of him was instantly scattered, and a figure in red clothes appeared strangely in front of him. The sword light suddenly came, and Yan Qingyun raised his hand He smashed the fluffy red lightsaber directly, and grabbed its small hand in it.

"You!" The little girl in red snorted coldly, and kicked with the powerful heaven and earth vitality of the carrier. If this kick was lifted heavily, it might end up with broken bones and tendons.

But Yan Qingyun gently raised her hand and knocked it flying. The moment she landed, the little girl was able to attack again. With a flip of her palm, a red fish floated up, and the virtual fish condensed more and more mystery , turned into a gigantic monster, slammed fiercely with its tail floating, and the mighty mighty power of heaven and earth landed in front of that ray of light.

The corners of Yan Qingyun's mouth raised slightly, and he turned his palm and turned into a goldfish flying away. The same mystery, the same number of ways, but one is to condense the power of light, and the other is to condense the ordinary spiritual power of heaven and earth.

When the two collide, there is no majestic might of the sky, only disappearing and invisible light.

"Is there another way?" Yan Qingyun looked at her with a half-smile, "Zhishouguan's direct disciple, Daoist Ye Hongyu?"

"Hmph!" Ye Hongyu snorted coldly: "Once you are enlightened and have broken through the five realms, I have not broken through to know my fate, so I am naturally not your opponent. If I continue to fight, it will be difficult to win. When I break through to know my fate , I will find you to fight. Give me back the sword!"

"Cang!" Yan Qingyun waved his hand, and the long sword flew through the air, and naturally fell into the scabbard behind her.

"Follow me!" Ye Hongyu activated the formation in front of him, and a path up the mountain appeared, with a middle-aged Taoist sweeping the ground beside the road.

"Uncle!" Ye Hongyu gave a slight salute, "The Heir to the Light has arrived!"

The middle-aged Taoist just glanced at him slightly: "You have one day a month to study the heavenly scriptures, take him to the Sutra Pavilion!"

"Yes!"

The Taoist temple is not big, but it is very old. It is obviously not the current building. Every scene and object in it contains a unique array of mysteries to preserve it forever. This kind of thing can be seen everywhere in the world of cultivating immortals, and it can be regarded as a place here. Amazing.

Ye Hongyu pointed to a small independent building on the east side: "There is the Sutra Pavilion, where the heavenly books are, and you can read them anytime. It's just that my cultivation is not enough, and forced viewing is harmful and useless, so we must do what we can. "

"The master of the temple is not in the temple, and the uncle's consent must be sought for major matters. There are also nine servant disciples who live in the hall of servants. If there are trivial matters, they can be entrusted to them."

"I live in the west wing, and you live in the east wing. I raise fish in the lake, don't touch them."

Ye Hongyu finished explaining in one breath, and without waiting for him to speak, hurried into her room and closed the door.

Yan Qingyun shrugged, and wandered around in the temple. This place is really deserted, but it is indeed quiet and suitable for penance.Then came to the Sutra Pavilion.There are seven bookshelves inside.

Haotian has seven volumes of heavenly books, which record Haotian's greatest secret.Respectively, Sunset Sand will open tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)